[of course they would be friends. johnny silverhand seems like the kind of man that does not like to surround himself with people—it feels like he's putting up with cloud, after he had been appointed to the very same townhouse, and he probably figured he might as well get some friends in to make up for it.]
[one could say that cloud has An Impression of johnny.]
Sounds good.
[it's a non-commital response to every other bit of information, agreeing, too, to the coffee. what people do and who they are to one another is none of his business, but there is a definite brunt of bashfulness in his voice.]
[cloud's not great at meeting new people.]
[he takes a seat at the counter, a careful glance at v.]
I get the impression mornings might not exist for them.
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[one could say that cloud has An Impression of johnny.]
Sounds good.
[it's a non-commital response to every other bit of information, agreeing, too, to the coffee. what people do and who they are to one another is none of his business, but there is a definite brunt of bashfulness in his voice.]
[cloud's not great at meeting new people.]
[he takes a seat at the counter, a careful glance at v.]
I get the impression mornings might not exist for them.